and taking away her fears. My fist slams on the fridge door. Dammit! No one should have to go through that. My beauty has enough issues dealing with fear, trust and people in general and then that happens. I snap and stand up straight. Man the fuck up, you idiot, your girl needs you right now.
After finding some red wine, I pop out the cork, pour some into a wine glass, and take it into the bathroom. My beauty’s eyes are closed, and I think she’s fallen asleep until they open and look into my soul. Sitting on the floor next to the tub, I hand her the glass and watch her full lips cover the mouth of the glass. I watch the flawless silky skin of her throat as she swallows the liquid. She sits back, takes another sip and gives me her beautiful smile. She seems calmer now, thank fuck!
Looking down at the glass her finger rubs along the top. “Thank you.” Her eyes move to mine, and they soften. “Seriously, thank you for rescuing me. For taking care of me. I…” I reach over and tuck some hair behind her ear then lay my hand on the side of the tub.
“Shhh. You don’t need to thank me. Let’s just hope I don’t need to be your knight in shining armor again.” I smile and chuckle lightly.
She laughs and puts her hand over mine. Her eyes are burning into my soul again, and I know I can’t live without her anymore. We have this connection with our souls. It’s like we’re soul-mates.
“No, you are my knight in shining armor and I hope you don’t have to again either, but…” Her brows fold together, like she’s thinking really hard. “I wouldn’t want anyone else to rescue me. Only you.”
Fuck! I think my heart just went down my throat. Seriously, what do I say to that? I just want to jump on top of her in that hot bath and make love to her all night.
My cock just went into a huge mass of horniness. Down, dammit! Now is definitely not the time!
“I… I’m ready to get out, I think,” she says sweetly.
“Oh!” I get up quickly and get her the towel, holding it up so she can get some privacy. I wrap it around her and run out of the bathroom, into the bedroom and grab a hotel robe from the closet. I’m such an idiot for not thinking of that before I took her the wine.
Dumbass!
By the time I come running into the bathroom, she is leaning against the counter and giggling.
Hmm, guess that did look pretty fucking funny.
After everything that happened tonight, I’m glad to hear her giggling. Best. Sound. Ever!
I leave her to get dressed and head into the living area, sit down on the couch and hit the stereo button. Soft music comes on, and I sit back. Fuck, what a wild night. She moves in front of me and sits as close as she can. My arm instinctively moves around her. Her head lays on my shoulder, and she sighs.
“I really don’t want to go home.” She looks up at me and smiles shyly. “Can I just stay here on your couch?”
Is she fucking kidding?
I can’t help but chuckle. “Nope.” She looks down, frowns and starts to get up but my grip tightens around her. I bring her face back up with my hand so our eyes meet again. “No couch is good enough for my beauty. I’ll take the couch, you’ll take the bed.” I flick her nose. She smiles again and then lays her head back on my shoulder.
We sit and listen to the music for quite a while until I look at her and see her eyes are closed, and her breathing is light and even. Fuck, she’s the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life. I could just sit here and watch her sleep all night, but her neck will kill her in the morning sleeping in that position.
I carefully place my arm under her legs and stand while lifting her against me. She sighs and moves her head against my shoulder, her hand resting on my chest and her long luscious hair floats around my back. She’s as light as a feather as I carry her into the bedroom. I place her warm body on the bed, carefully pulling the sheets down and covering her with them, and then tucking them
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